Aman sighed then, "Oh, alright, fair enough. I-" She stopped, seeing a newcomer sit nearby on a couch, looking more than a little lonely and anxious, but wearing a stunning dress, with hair the elf envied.
Lyra had seen her as well. "Shall we?"
Aman nodded, and the pair went over to Corriel, in a quest to wipe the anxious look of her face and, hey, maybe get a new beatles fan...
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